Sight seeing (open)

[Alora]

Alora decided to take her chances and travel across the ocean for the Americas.  She'd heard stories about how the vampires were enslaving humans for the last couple centuries but that wouldn't deter her from exploring.  This whole new world needed to be examined and cataloged for her so that she could understand how things worked and if she wanted anything to do with the people.  She figured she'd head for South America first.

So far she held out hope for this generation when it came to matters of restoring nature and respecting the land.  But that was only part of the world and there was still much more that remained to be seen.  She had been wandering the land for several days since her arrival, seeking out potential cities that she might be able to talk to some people about what was going on in the land and slept under the protection of the trees at night, holding the walking stick close all the while.

When the sun rose she followed its light in that direction and as noon hit she rests by a riverbed and takes off her pack to fill her canteen, which she had emptied earlier that day, and takes a drink.  So far it didn't seem too bad out here, but there was much land to cover.

[Morthwyll]

The dryad had only recently departed the company of Shalia, his first acquaintance upon being born. He had plans to head back towards Manaus, the civilization he had passed through on his way to her home, gathering that the easiest route would be to follow the river downstream. As he strolled casually his eyes took in the local flora and he smiled as the sun warmed his fairly abrasive indigo skin. The trees sang to him their stories as he wandered past and he didn't seem in any real hurry to get anywhere. Noon rolled around soon enough and Morthwyll spotted in front of him kneeling for a rest. Staying quiet only for a moment, he began softly in his native language,"Olá amigo, você está perdido?". Deep violet eyes rested on the oread as he was being genuinely friendly.

*"Hello friend, are you lost?"

[Cadus Mandrake]

Cadus watched from a far, he had taken some favor to the traveler in well... his travels and thus gave her a piece of himself. He felt each rap tap tap that the staff touched upon the earth. He felt where the stick landed and who it touched and it pleased him. 'Traveler indeed...' he thought as he saw the conversation unfold. He was a tree close to them and simply felt the words spoken while resting. If one tried to alter the plants and tree, that cadus was in, they would find that they refused to listen. The area was simply a few feet around it but it would be noticeable that they called to their own type of master.

[Alora]

Alora looks up as she hears the voice of someone asking if she were lost and smiles at the being. "No, yo no estoy perdido. Me gusta viajar y siempre que mis pies están en cualquier camino que yo nunca lo pierdo." she looks the person up and down, taking in his form "¿Está Dryad?" she figured he was but wasn't polite to assume anything.


* No I am not lost. I like to travel and as long as my feet are on any path I am never lost.
** Are you Dryad?

[Morthwyll]

The woman's response was interesting. Morthwyll found another reason to smile, as she shared a similar outlook to nature as he did. "Sim, eu sou um dos Dríade . Nasci a poucos quilômetros ao sul daqui só ... dias atrás eu suponho que você poderia dizer. Meu nome é Morthwyll , e você é?" (Yes I am one of the dryad. I was born a few miles south of here just...days ago I suppose you could say. My name is Morthwyll, and you are?). The half plant man held out a hand to shake Alora's. "Eu acho que essa é a maneira correta de me apresentar" (I think this is the proper way for me to introduce myself), he commented, the bioluminescence in the grooves around his eyes lighting a more vibrant hue of indigo.

[Cadus Mandrake]

A tree, over the path, suddenly wacked Morthwyll in the head. Then a branch hit Alora, then another to Morth and again to Alora. Trees started to grow around and out of their way to hit the two in the head, all except one. Cadus wanted them to come over but he was feeling lazy, so he just told the trees to hit them repeatedly but steer them in his direction.

[Alora]

Alora takes Morth's hand with a smile "Mi nombre es Alora. Es un placer conocerte Morthwyll." no sooner had she finished did she notice the branch come down to hit Morth on the head and then she felt on hit her as well. "Ow!" she looks up at the trees as they seemed to be assaulting them as they stood there and so she starts ducking and weaving as the trees seemed to be pushing them toward a certain direction.


*my name is Alora.  It is a pleasure to meet you Morthwyll

[Morthwyll]

The necromancer smiled but just as he was about to respond to his new acquaintance a branch whipped him in the back of the skull. This was, admittedly, the first time he had felt pain and he exclaimed a little louder than Alora had. Very briefly did he hold his breath before more and more of the plants were mercilessly bombarding him; in desperation he called out to the trees,"Por favor! pare Eu não sou inimigo, sou um amigo!!" (Please stop! I am not an enemy, I am a friend!).

Every time one would double over on a spot already struck the dryad would wince. He wasn't cut out for fighting and certainly not against the local trees. Everything hurt and seemed worse than it actually was as he pushed blindly forwards. When the common sense came to him to speak plant he was already at the base of the tree trying his hardest to find shelter from the abrasive plants along with Alora. "Acabe-se? Isso dói" (Is it over? That hurt), he winced feeling his body protest at even simple movements. What looked to be tears were falling from his face.

[Cadus Mandrake]

Cadus stepped out from the tree and smiled, "OH! I didn't see you there..." he mused with a cheeky grin, Both would understand him regardless and would hear their native tongue when he spoke. "I a...uh...hmmm..." he puts his hand upon his chin, "I've actually forgotten why I wanted to talk to you..." he looked perplexed as he leaned back against the tree he just came out of. The man looked human, or elvish, but the dryad could recognize lines and features on the man. He was, if anything at least part, dryad. "meh.. I'll remember..." Smiling at the two, "How are you doing?"

[Alora]

Alora gasps softly as she hears another voice from someone who obviously hadn't been there when they arrived and turns to look at the individual spoke to her and Morth. "was that you doing all that?" she then looks to Morth who seemed to be crying and puts a hand on his chest "hey it's okay. I think it's over." she looks back to Cadus, trying to figure out just who he was. His forgetfulness made her think of the man on the mountain and this thought causes her to look from Cadus, to the staff she carried, and back a few times before saying hesitantly "Cadus?"

[Morthwyll]

"Eu espero que sim Alora . Foi um evento bastante bizarro"( I do hope so Alora. It was a rather bizarre event), the necromancer replied as tears ceased to fall down his bark-like skin. He did his best to put on a happy face, and it wasn't long until he heard someone else nearby.

A voice chimed in from above, or was it beside them? Nevertheless the origin of the gleeful voice had somewhat baffled the dryad. With but a blink the stranger showed up beside them at the base of the tree. He too had to wonder if the plants had acted up from the presence of this being.

Morthwyll looked upon the other male who seemed just as home in the rainforest as they were, and the source of energy feathering on the winds from the god had him at instant attention. "Saudações. Estou indo bem , e quanto mais cedo essa dor termina a melhor ..."(Greetings. I am faring well, and the sooner this ache goes away the better...), he added the last part quietly rubbing at the back of his skull to soothe the pain present, turning deep plum colored eyes from one person to the other though most of his focus seemed to be pondering on the partial dryad. He seemed to have questions but didn't want to interrupt a reunion of two friends.

[Cadus Mandrake]

Cadus smiled at the two and waited until he was addressed. "Yes... and pleasure..." he spoke to both. Looking to Alora he smiled, "I did, I was sleeping and you two came close... so I decided to talk to you two and felt it would be easier to bring you to me than..." he stopped and shrugged, "Regardless... I see you still have my branch! grand..." he looked happily then to the dryad, "I'm sorry about that, I forget mortals have such low pain tolerance... the slumber has been long and I am forgetful..." he opens his hands and the tree ceiling opens up as the clouds vanish and the sun gently lights the area. "There..." turning around vines grow into chairs behind each of the three as he is the first to sit in the chair behind him. "Please... I am bored and wish to talk..." He smiled to each seat, again his words were easily understood in all languages known by the two. Fruit grew next to him as he grabbed one and broke it open, the plants did not exist in this world and were of his own creation yet were filled with juices like coconuts or cactus. A fruit grew next to each chair as he started to drink his own. "Talk... don't mind me..." he said with another smile, looking at the two, "I will chime in from time to time..."

[Alora]

Alora was almost overcome by shock and surprise that Cadus had once again chosen to grace her with her presence and it seemed that Marth was also in awe, which was to be somewhat expected. At the mention of the walking stick she glances toward it for a moment before speaking "I could never dare leave this out of my sight for a moment." was her reply before she takes a seat in the offered chair. It was amazing to watch the god of travel work his influence over the plants right there in front of her as well. She takes up the offered fruit that grew next to her chair and bites into the juicy flesh before speaking "I never got a chance to ask you when we spoke last, but why was the song so important to you that you urged me to play?"

[Morthwyll]

The more Cadus spoke, the increasing amount of questions that surfaced for Morthwyll. Again he tilted his head intrigued pondering the complexities of the other dryad. The cleric heard the vines and branches around them groan under the stress of bending into new shapes and he turned just in time to fall nicely into a chair made by the foliage. The sunlight more so was a welcome to the dryad who smiled in its warmth. There was even strange foodstuffs being offered--all in all it was almost too much to take in at once.

Slowly he began to speak in English out of respect for Alora. It wasn't that he didn't think she couldn't speak the language but it was to make the conversation easier for the woman. " My pain is fading, replaced by the soaring of my heart at your charity", the necromancer grinned. He glanced to the walking stick the oread was speaking of and asked in a soft tone as he reached out for it," May I?". He wanted to inspect the branch as he didn't believe there was a god among their company, just an unusual being.

[Cadus Mandrake]

Cadus smiled and shrugged, "Honestly... I do not have the faintest why I wanted you to sing... I just like singing..." He looked at the other dryad and smiled and then once more to Alora. If she looked at him at Morth's inquiry he would nod and smile. He didn't truly care what was said, he just wanted to watch the two talk in his own comfort. From his seat he formed a lyre and just started to play because he felt like it, no words, just calm background music for the two.